As life tics on,
Sand grains falling,
Hours stalling,
I think of you.
I muddle on,
Through tasks mundane,
In joy and pain,
I think of you.
Light spreads Glory
At dawn’s rise,
It’s no surprise,
I think of you.
Nighttime falls,
My heart does long
To sing its song,
I think of you.
Patience waning
The days I count
I will surmount
I think of you.
I long for when
The time has come
My life begun
I am with you.
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